James Bond goes into a stylish club and walks up to the bar. As he is approaching, he notices a particularly fine looking lady sitting at a table in the corner of the room. He orders himself a vodka martini- shaken not stired, and a drink for this lonesum young lass. He wonders over and sits down next to her, gives her the drink, and they begin to chat. As time passes by, she notices that Bond keeps looking at his watch and she decides to query why? With this Bond replies, "Actually its a telapathic watch! It tells me all about people."
"Oh really", she says. "So what exactly does it tell you about me?"
Bond answers, "Believe it or not, it's telling me you aren't wearing any knickers!" A bit startled, the girl replies, "Well it must be faulty, because i am wearing knickers!"
To this reply Bond tapps his watch a couple of times and retorts, "Damn thing must be running an hour fast...!!".
